MASK

Encounter

I can't see well. It's too dark here.

Where am I? I don't know if it's day or night.

Only thing I know right now is this red mask which is looking at me.

My body feels so weak that I don't wanna move.

 Only my mind is awake thinking what's  happening to me.

Last thing I know is standing in front of the lake meeting my friend Melissa for the very last time.

-"What are we doing today? Again going to the lake?"

-" Yeah. He is coming today."

-"I don't want to. I am going to the library. You go by yourself. You know I am going to be the third wheel."

-"It won't take that long. We will just meet for a little bit."

-"You know what, just date him. You wanna meet him everyday then why are you being so confused. How hard is it to understand how you feel? Either you like him or not like him."

-" You won't understand. Let it be. I will go by myself, you don't need to come."

-"Don't be angry. I am just saying.."

-"It's okay, I am not mad. I understand how you feel. You don't need to come. You will get bore anyway."

She left, my bestfriend, Melissa Red. She has been my friend as long I can remember.

We met as neighbor when we were twelve I guess and after few years I moved to a different place. But being in the same school helped us being best friend. She is the most active person I have been with. 

I was always on the silent side so she would do stuff that really out of my thoughts. Most importantly being with her makes me happy.

Recently she is seeing this guy from my class Andy Adams and he is kind of a jerk. He flirts with every other girls but somehow they got together and I hate this fact. 

At first she said she was goofing around with him but  these days it's getting pretty serious. They hang out alone and sometime she doesn't even tell me. So we often have little arguments over this topic just like today.

But after she left I felt bad.

What can I do? I don't like that boy.

He was seeing another girl of my class.  Few days ago I told her but he denied. And.. she trust him.

She thinks I misunderstood him because I don't like him. Since then she don't talk about him with me or share anything with me. Also these days she has detached herself from me as well.

But still I cannot leave her with him. she trust him way too much.

I will just meet her on the way home. I quickly fetched a book from the library and started walking to the lake.

It's a beautiful lake surrounded with grass, trees and  flowers.

It's near her house so we often hangout there. And I like this place because it's  lonely but peaceful. 

Not many people come here around this time of winter since it's too cold. But in spring there are couples and families everywhere ,it's become too crowded. So I mostly go there  when the place is silent.

Anyway I will meet her and sort things out.

At least that's what I thought.

She is lying, on the ground. Her legs are in the water and wet. The grass is red and so is her face from her blood.

And there is a women, wearing a red mask which has become more red from the blood, standing over Melissa's cold body.

I wanted to scream but I couldn't. 

SHE is looking at me.

She is looking at me with her empty eyes and a chaotic smile on the face.

It's so creepy, I wanna run away. But my body isn't moving. 

Standing face to face and looking at each other, so, many things going on in my mind and then..

I don't remember anything after that, and now here I am, in this awfully dark room, where I can only see those eyes.

Did I faint?

Did she bought me here?

Is she gonna kill me as well?

I don't know. My mind is filled with so many question.

I don't know if I am  more scared or confused.. and Instead of thinking how to get out of here I kind of let myself go, to reminiscing the past.

I don't know why sitting here doesn't feel so bad. I also don't know why I am suddenly looking back. Since when everything started to go wrong.

Am I so frightened that my emotions have gone numb or in my head did I just accepted that this might be my end?

Suddenly so many incidents and so many memories started to pile up in my head. I don't even wanna think about them, they are not much of a fond memories of mine. 

Even though I don't wanna think about all this it just keep popping up.

Like that boy... who used to like me.